So this because I've been binge reading a lot of Spider-Man fanfic with lots of Ms. Marvel in it and I kind of got inspired by a picture of Pon and Zi. The images were funny, heartwarming and occasionally creepy.

Peter and Carol have been dating for a while now. Peter broke down Carols walls, feelings were confessed, dates were had, and intimacy of all levels happened but those three little words have not been uttered yet. They know they love each other but those words never came out of either of them, and let's be honest sometimes it's just nice to hear.

We now find Carol and Peter crashed out on their couch in their apartment mindlessly walking network access television his arm around her as she leaned into his chest. Why? Because by some miracle nothing was wrong with the world currently other than the occasional jaywalker. Yep, nothing wrong, no disasters, no super-villain trying to take over the world, no Galacticus, or even bad food. All was good, for now.

As the television program continued on Peter suddenly remembered something.

"Hey" he said to Carol not looking away from the T.V.

"Yeah" she answered back also not looking away from the T.V.

"I wrote you a poem" still not looking away from the T.V.

That caught Carol's attention. For long as she had known and been with Peter he had never been poetic. Sure he was romantic; sweet and kind to fault; fun loving; always a gentlemen; and she couldn't help but remember that one time Peter literally charmed the pants off her. He talked a lot, yes, but a poet, no.

"Really?" Carol asked sitting up and looking at Peter with an amused and inquisitive face, interest peeked.

"Yup" he dug into his pocket pulling out a slip of paper holding it so that Carol couldn't see the contents.

"I wrote this for you the other day, but I had writers block all day so it's not very good and I couldn't come up with anything better." Peter said rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Then how you didn't read it to me back then?" Carol asked

Peter cocked an eyebrow "Did you forget?"

Carol thought a moment then remembered yesterday's tiring fight that took all day, barely making it home and passing out in bed before 8:00 P.M. next to Peter.

"Oh Yeah" she said thoughtfully before turning her full attention back to him. "Well no time like present hit me with it."

"Like I said it's not very good, so please don't laught but here goes" Peter took a deep breath and began to read.

"You know just for that I'm going to start over." Carol rolled her eyes with an amused smile.

Peter took a deep breath and began again.

"Roses are red

Violets are blue

There's only one way to say this…"

Peter looked right into Carols eyes. The intensity of his look wiped all amusement from her, this was no joke to him it was important.

"…And that's… I Love You."

Her eye widened in surprise. He had said it those words that she longed to hear from him but also the same words that caused her so much pain in life but if she had to weigh her feelings and the pain then it was contest. Carol looked Peter in the eyes and took his hands in hers the paper forgotten. She gave him a loving smile and said,

"When all others abandon you I will not

When all else fails you I will not

And it will be because of these three words I say to you

…I Love You"

There she did it, she said them and honestly. Best decision ever.

They stared lovingly into each other's eyes savoring this moment of their relationship. Carol then remembered something and a seductive smirk came onto her face.

"Hey?" she said

"Yeah?" he said

"Wanna see Secret Tattoo?" A mischievous glint in Carol's eye

"You have a Tatttoo?" Peter raised a curious brow. "I never saw any Tattoo."

"That's why it's called a Secret Tattoo. Come on" she got up from the couch and tugged him towards the bedroom "I'll show it to you."

Peter for his part didn't put up much resistance. Not that he would … or could.

Fin

There you have it. Fluff fluff fluffy. Peter's poem was from Bon and Zi and Carols was mine sorry if it's bad but whatever free has its uses. Thanks For Reading.

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